"Small mirror, small mirror, you are surnamed Tian!" The old man's eyes began to turn red, and his hands slowly opened up, "It is Tian's family that raises you, gives birth to you, and provides for you. How dare you, how can you!"

　　"Uncle rest assured, this life without a mirror;

　　 If you are fortunate enough, you will return to the farm to commit suicide after the horse steps on the south of the Yangtze River;

　　 If you are unlucky, you will die on the battlefield.

　　 Anyway, after today, there will be no mirrors and no old age. "

　　 "Who asked you to do this, is his Ji family emperor? Who is his Ji family now as emperor? Who is it?"

　　 "Your Majesty, Ming Runhao."

　　 "Ji Runhao?"

"Yes."

"Hahahaha, why, why, although the old man has not been asking about world affairs for decades, but the old man just wants to ask why, why does his Ji family have a male lord, so I have my Tian family...no, no, not just my Tian family , It's not just my Tian family?"

　　 "Four gate valves, one does not stay."

　　 "You... are you trying to kill the Dayan Clan and the blood flow into a river? Are you not afraid of Dayan's chaos? Give it to the barbarians, to the Qianguo, and to the Jin country to take advantage of it?"

　　" If you return to your uncle, the barbarian royal court has declined, the frontier army of the country has been corrupted, and the kingdom of Jin is fighting inward.

　　Here, my Dayan has a rare opportunity in a century. No mirror doesn't want to miss it, and I don't want Dayan to miss it. "

　　 "So, you are thinking about the future of Dayan, my old man, just for the sake of the family and the surname?"

　　 "Indeed."

　　 "Governing a big country is like cooking a small dish. You use this cruel method to really think that the world will work as you want? People of the world can be convinced?"

　　" In return to my uncle, Dayan’s three strongest armies, the Zhenbei Army’s 300,000 cavalry, the Jingnan Army’s 50,000 front battalion plus 50,000 rear battalions, and 200,000 forbidden troops are all in our hands.

　　Most of the private soldiers have gathered in Tiancheng County,

　　 Dayan’s strongest army is at hand, Dayan’s royal family’s righteousness is at hand, Dayan’s hundred-year opportunity is at hand,

　　Without a mirror, I can’t think of a reason for defeat. "

　　 "Small mirror, you underestimated my Dayan gate valve."

　　 "Uncle, you are the master of the door, look at the group of maggots with bones, look at the group of maggots, the night of the country is small."

　　 "In that case, little mirror, you are standing in front of the old man now, but do you still have something to teach and the old man?"

　　 Tian Wujing leaned forward and bowed again,

　　 Sincerely said:

　　 "No mirror, please ancestors go to heaven!"

　　 "Okay, I want to see today, my Tian Jia Hao Erlang, is there really the confidence to speak such bold words!"

　　In the old man's red eyes, two rays of light shot out immediately, not directly at Tian Wujing, but spreading out in the middle.

next moment,

　　 A cyan phantom appeared from Tian Wujing's body.

　　 This figure looks like an old man, but he belongs to a different age group.

　　 Each phantom, or laugh, or yell, or ostentatious, or aggrieved, looks different.

　　Gradually, these figures, which originally looked exactly like the old man, began to change their appearance.

　　 There are Tian Mu, Tian Bokai, the rest of the Tian family, and even Ji Runhao, Li Liangting, and Du Juan,

　　 Their words and expressions are like threads that are entwining you one after another. They begin to connect with your emotions. They will pull your heart into cracks, and finally tear it apart in one fell swoop!

　　 To cultivate the Tao, what he cultivates is the way of heaven, and he also cultivates his own way;

　　 asked, it was God who asked, and it was himself.

　　 Those who are not strong will have no connection with Taoism. In order to cultivate Taoism, the old man left the position of the patriarch of the Tian clan and imprisoned himself in a small Taoist temple for decades. The heart of asking Tao is as tough as iron!

this is,

　　 In the state of mind!

　　 "Uncle, these spells are useless without a mirror!"

　　 Tian Wujing didn't throw his fist, or even made any sign, he just walked indifferently towards Taoist temple.

　　 Everything around me has nothing to do with Tian Wujing. It doesn't matter whether they exist or not.

This scene,

　　 Like someone stepping on the waves among the waves,

　　 The turbulent surrounding has become the background and foil.

　　 The old man looked at Tian Wujing who was getting closer,

　　 scolded:

　　 "You self-destroying rebellious son, this heart is really more ruthless than a stone!"

　　 In this state of mind,

　　 No matter how mysterious Taoism is, it can't shake his heart.

　　 Tian Wujing raised his head,

　　 looked at the old man on the eaves above,

　　 bent over again,

　　道:

　　 "Please go to heaven, uncle!"

　　 "Then you have to look at you as a rebellious son, but you have this ability!"

　　 The palm of the old man turned over, and the mahogany sword that had been enshrined there for decades on the Taoist Temple immediately flew out, pierced the eaves, and fell into the palm of the old man.

　　 "Today, the old man is the ancestor of the Tian clan, except for you, a man of great evil like no father and no mother!"

　　 The old man jumped down,

　　 The peach wood sword in his hand directly pierced Tian Wujing.

　　 Tian Wujing clenched his fists with both hands, and the air waves all over his body suddenly exploded. Within the Taoist Temple, there was flying sand and rocks for a while, and even the crooked neck tree was directly overturned by its roots.

　　 The old man’s peach wood sword seems unremarkable, but it has been practiced by the old man for many years. In the meantime, it contains countless mysteries. This sword has the power to turn decay into a magical power, even if it is a martial artist, it can be broken!

　　The mystery of Taoism is here, and the mystery of Taoism is even more elusive.

　　 The old man knew that his grandson was taking the road of martial arts, and his mind was extraordinarily tenacious, and his spells were already useless, so he could only use this clever way to break his martial arts roots.

　　 However,

　　 The figure of the old man was always blocked by this majestic wave of air, and the tip of the sword was even more than ten feet away from the eyebrows of Hetian Wujing. No matter how the old man moved, he couldn't make any further progress!

　　 Such strong energy and blood, like a mountain towering high, like an endless sea,

　　 Tian Wujing just raised his head like this, looking at the mahogany sword,

　　 look at it,

　　 can you stab me!

The realm of martial arts emphasizes the rise and fall of qi and blood. On that day, under the city of Mianzhou, Zheng Fan once met the old man who made a double-headed gun. The old man was originally an eight-rank martial artist, but because of his old age and physical decline, he lost his courage. After fighting several barbarians, his successor was weak, and Liang Cheng was decapitated immediately after being held in a stalemate.

　　 And Tian has no mirror, he is in his prime of life, and he is full of vitality and blood, and it is surging like a river, endless.

　　Unless Sha Tuo Queshi was consumed by three thousand iron riders in round battles outside the town’s North Houfu gate on the same day, it would be difficult to grind his vigor, and besides, there was only one old man in front of him.

　　 Looking back at the old man, Taoism is natural, but when you face an opponent whose heart is like a rock, you have even ordered the destruction of your family, you can't find the flaws in the state of mind.

At the same time, all the causes and reasons are too fast. The ascetics pay attention to a premature opponent, arrange them slowly, and finally grasp the time and place to slowly close the net in order to achieve success, instead of directly going up and fighting with people in front of the gong and the drum. .

　　 The most important thing is that what the Taoist priests are seeking is to prove the longevity of the Tao, not to be like a martial artist.

　　 And after the magic spell failed to work, the old man wanted to use the peach wood sword to break power, but it was the worst plan he had no choice but to use his own body to get close to a middle-aged warrior!

　　 "Third-rank martial artist, third-rank martial artist, small mirror, you are already a third-rank martial artist!!"

　　 Tian Wujing replied:

　　 "Don't dare to disappoint my uncle!"

　　 "Okay, okay, okay!"

The old man's chest was up and down, and a mouthful of blood was spit out on the peach wood sword. Suddenly, the crooked neck tree that had been knocked down by the air wave straightened up again and returned to its original position. The rubble on the roof of the Taoist temple was also all at this time. recovery.

　　 Everything is like time reshaping.

　　 All this is actually fake, but when the fake is too fake to be true, its effect is almost the same as the real one.

In 　　, there seemed to be a giant hand suddenly pouring down, even if Tian Wujing's physique of the third-rank martial artist, at this time, there was a tendency to be precarious.

　　 "The old man has been imprisoned in this Taoist temple for decades, and every tree, brick and tile of this Taoist temple has been branded in the old man's heart.

　　 This Taoist temple is the old man’s dojo. How dare you enter the old man’s dojo to fight against the old man. In this dojo, the old man is the sky, the old man is the earth, and the old man is the Tao! "

this moment,

What Jingnan Hou faced was no longer a dying old man, but the suppression and rejection of this small world. The gilt armor on his body was already making a crisp sound. This is the armor being overwhelmed and about to crack. Sign.

　　 situation,

　　 suddenly turned upside down.

　　 The air waves of Jingnan Hou's body are constantly being compressed back by this world, and the old man's peach wood sword, with its sword tip, is getting closer and closer to Jingnan Hou.

　　 The face of the old man was flushed even more at this time, and his power and magic skills were even higher at this time.

　　 It's okay to die after hearing about Tao Xi.

　　 The realm of ascetics is generally difficult to measure at the commodity level. One is that they rarely practice killing and cutting techniques and are not good at killing, and the other is that their realm fluctuates and tends to be too huge.

　　 The flush on the face of the old man was a flashback after the forcible soldier was dismissed. He has killed himself, just to stab this sword!

this moment,

　　 Jingnan Hou's body air wave was once again compressed by more than half, and the old man's peach wood sword finally came to Jingnan Hou.

　　 Jing Nanhou’s eyes meet the old man’s eyes,

　　This sword,

　　 The old man is about to stab,

　　 But both sides know,

　　This sword,

　　 can't kill a third-rank martial artist.

　　 But with the old man's way, it is enough to use this sword to open a hole in Tian Wujing's physique, which is equivalent to forcibly breaking the bank!

　　 Since then, Tian Wujing’s martial arts will be difficult to advance, and even because of this gap, the time for the blood to turn from prosperity to decline will be advanced by at least seven years!

　　 Tian Wujing is not afraid, even at this moment, there is still Gujing Wubo in his eyes.

　　 "Om!"

　　 the tip of the sword,

　　 finally stabbed Tian Wujing.

　　 This is a monk who has been imprisoned for decades. In the past few decades, the first and last sword he stabbed.

　　 It is often said that the years are unknown in the mountains.

The old man never expected that on the first day after he came out of the Taoist temple, what he encountered was a scene of his family being slaughtered, and the object of the sword he wanted to stab turned out to be the junior he valued most. .

　　 At the moment the sword pierced down,

　　 Old man’s hand,

　　 trembled.

　　 The tip of the sword didn’t pierce the center of Tian’s eyebrows,

　　 instead, it’s gone,

　　 The sword body flicked slightly,

　　 flicked Tian Wujing's left cheek.

　　……

　　 "Sister, Sister, do you think who lives in this Taoist temple?"

　　 "I heard from my aunts, there is an old madman living here, my brother, you should never go here by yourself. The aunts said that the old madman didn't eat, but he never starved to death."

　　 "Then what does he eat?"

　　 "Eat kids."

　　 "Sister, you scare me."

　　 "Oh, didn't my brother say that when he grows up he wants to be a general and fight Chinese and barbarians? How can he be so courageous? A coward, but he can't be a general."

　　 "I am not timid, I am not, I am not timid."

　　 "Well, my brother is not timid. I will definitely be a general in the future."

　　 "Well, I will definitely be a general in the future."

　　 "Ah, the Taoist Temple is open!"

　　 "Ahhhhh!!!"

　　 "Hahaha, I lied to you, seeing how scared you are, how can you be a general like this?"

　　……

　　 "Puff!"

　　 "Hey, why did a little doll sneak in by climbing the wall? Do you know, who lives in this Taoist temple?"

　　 "Is a lunatic who only eats children."

"Oh, yes, I love eating kids the most. The kids are good, the skin is tender and not too greasy. Tsk tusk, wrap it in flour and fry it in a frying pan. Ouch, it tastes so delicious, it's so gluttonous. "

"I'm not afraid of you!"

　　 "Are you really afraid of me?"

"I'm not afraid of you!"

　　 "Why are you not afraid of me?"

　　 "I, Tian Wujing, will become a general in the future. I can't be afraid of anyone, I can't be afraid!"

　　 "Yo yo yo, whose child are you?"

　　 "My father is the head of the Tian family."

　　 "Tian Bokai's son."

　　 "You are not allowed to call my father's name directly, I will kill you!"

　　 "Hahaha, then you come."

　　 "Oh, you let me go, you let me go, let me go!"

　　 "Tsk, young age, this is quite strong, eh? First, the weather is bloody, hiss..., little baby, I ask you, Tian Bokai didn’t ask anyone to teach you martial arts?"

　　 "You are not allowed to call my father's name directly!"

　　 "Hehe, it's a filial child."

"what!"

　　 "The old man is older than your father, dare to speak to the old man like this, and see if the old man will not kill you!"

"what!"

"what!"

"what!"

　　 "Say, your father didn't ask anyone to teach you martial arts?"

　　 "My father asked someone to see it, and that person said that I am still too small and my bones have not grown. I will only be suitable for martial arts when I grow up."

　　 "That's right, so let's do it, you and Uncle Grandpa and I practice the Taoism."

　　 "I don't want to be a Taoist priest."

　　 "Then what do you want to be?"

　　 "I want to be a general, I want to be a general."

　　 "Oh, this ambition is really big. What about becoming a general?"

　　 "I'm going to lead my big yan and iron cavalry to break through the barbarian king's court, and I'm going to Qianguo to capture the Qianguo Emperor back, so that they can dare to call us Yanmanzi!"

"Tsk tsk, you little baby, you are really ambitious. You want to be a general. Yes, it is indeed a good material for martial arts training. From tomorrow on, you come to my uncle and me every night. Uncle will help you. This body has loose bones, so when you practice martial arts in the future, you can do more with less."

　　 "Really?"

　　 "Heh, grandpa will lie to you as a junior?"

　　 "Ah, don't pinch my face!"

　　 "Just pinch, just pinch, just pinch!"

　　 "Don't squeeze, I'm not a kid anymore, only children have their faces pinched!"

　　 "Just pinch, just pinch!"

　　 "Let go, I won't let you pinch! If your face is pinched, you won't grow up!"

　　 "Okay, if you don't let the old man pinch, the old man won't teach you martial arts."

　　 "That...that..."

　　 "Then what? How can the general speak hesitatingly."

　　 "Then squeeze it, lightly."

　　 "Well, this is good."

　　 "Oh, it hurts!"

　　 "Hahahaha..."

　　……

　　 The old man flew upside down like a broken kite,

　　The touch from the sword,

tell him,

　　 This man in front of him,

　　 has grown up,

　　 my face has also become thinner,

　　 This face can't be squeezed anymore.

　　 Tian Wujing raised his head and opened his mouth, his eyes flushed.

　　 His figure disappeared from the place, appeared under the old man, stretched out his hand, and caught the old man.

　　 Tian Wujing knew that before, the old man gave his life a sword to pierce his foundation, but the old man stopped in the end.

　　 The old man in his arms is very light, too light.

　　 The hostility on the old man's face has completely faded, leaving only a emotion that can be called relief.

　　 His hand grabbed Tian Wujing’s arm,

　　 While the red tide on his face has not dissipated,

　　 hurriedly said:

　　 "In addition to you and your majesty, there is also the Zhenbei Hou Mansion in the rule of extinguishing the clan?

　　 "Liliangting, Beihou, contemporary town, is already in the capital."

　　 "Three of you, three are already?"

　　 Tian Wu Jing did not speak.

　　 "Yes, yes, yes, ha ha ha ha..."

　　 The old man laughed suddenly, and then he immediately closed his smile again.

　　 continued:

"In the past year, the old man has watched the stars at night twice. The first time was when a comet suddenly fell on the junction of the desert in the north of my Dayan. The comet is difficult to determine. There are too many variables. I don't know what it represents. Whether it is a blessing or a curse is difficult to determine.

　　 One month ago, the old man discovered that the idol was broken and he watched the stars for the second time. Do you know what the old man found? "

　　 seems to know that he is running out of time,

　　The old man did not wait for Tian Wujing to answer, and continued:

　　 "The black dragon circling, the great fortune of the great swallow, it is terrible, ha ha ha, yes, yes..."

　　 "Unfortunately, the doctors do not heal themselves, and the divinations do not dictate themselves. The old man thought that the Great Yan's national fate had begun, and my Tian family could be prosperous forever, but I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it..."

　　 If the gate valve is not removed, why can Yan Xing?

"No mirror, your uncle I am not a weapon. I have been imprisoned for decades, and I have cultivated such a ridiculous appearance. UU reading www.uukanshu.com, but your uncle can see that my Dayan's luck is boiling. The Qi refiners of the Qian Kingdom, the Wuzhu of the Chu Kingdom, and the Tianji Pavilion of the Jin Kingdom, there are more wise Xuanxiu than your uncle, and they can naturally see it.

　　I am a big yan cavalry, I am unparalleled in the world. You are the king of Jingnan, and there are Zhenbeihou and this generation of Ji family. If you have one heart, look at the four countries, who can be the enemy?

　　But...but you have to be careful. The change in the fortune of the country is not only a matter of war. If they can't beat you on the battlefield, be careful that they use...by other means.

　　Little mirror, my heart hurts tonight, my old man, it hurts to death, really...it really hurts...

　　But the old man is also happy...My little mirror...the little mirror...

　　 really become a general! "

　　 shouted the last word, the red tide on the old man's face dissipated, and his anger was gone.

　　 Tian Wujing put the old man on the ground,

　　 took three steps back,

　　 knelt down,

　　 Sincerely said:

　　 "Send my uncle...to the sky."

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